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Farhan We were both sitting on the couch, her two legs on my lap as I message the fingers for her when she started. "Erm, Farhan... There is something I will love to talk to you about." "Okay, what's that?." My attention is now focused on her. I knew she has something in mind. Ever since the incident of her kidnapped, she has been acting strange. I knew she wanted to talk to me about sometimes but, I had no idea what that was. "Are you sure, you're not going to get mad at me when I say it? I mean, I'm scared to talk to you about it. I do not know how you're going to feel about the whole thing." She said in a soft tone. Now, she's scaring the s**t out of me. I've never seen her their way. The first and last time I witnessed her weak side was the day she was kidnapped. What could she

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